When I was just as far as I could walk
From here today
There was an hour, all still
All still

When leaning with my head against a flower
I heard you talk
Don’t say I didn’t
For I heard you say
You spoke from that flower on the window sill
Do you remember what it was you said?
Do you remember what it was you said?
First tell me what it was you thought you heard

Having found the flower, and driven a bee away
I leaned on my head and holding by the stalk
I listened and I thought I
I thought I caught the word
What was it?
Did you call me by my name?
Or did you say someone said “Come”
I heard it as I bowed

I may have thought as much but not aloud